text_original: And rose and marble clasp the dead, And gleam about the ghostly court, To quieter camp the soldier led, The seaman to a farther port. How deep they lie from voice or tear! With silence how supremely blest!
text_transcription: AND ROSE AND MARBLE CLASP THE DEAD AND GLEAM ABOUT THE GHOSTLY COURT TO QUIETER CAMP THE SOLDIER LED THE SEAMEN TO A FATHER POURED HOW DEEP THEY LIE FROM VOICE OR TEAR WITH SILENCE HOW SUPREMELY BLEST
phonemes: ænd ɹˈoʊz ænd mˈɑːɹbəl klˈæsp ðə dˈɛd, ænd ɡlˈiːm ɐbˌaʊt ðə ɡˈoʊstli kˈɔːɹt, tə kwˈaɪəɾɚ kˈæmp ðə sˈoʊldʒɚ lˈɛd, ðə sˈiːmən tʊ ɐ fˈɑːɹðɚ pˈɔːɹt. hˌaʊ dˈiːp ðeɪ lˈaɪ fɹʌm vˈɔɪs ɔːɹ tˈɪɹ! wɪð sˈaɪləns hˌaʊ suːpɹˈiːmli blˈɛst!